Chapter 3:-SIDES

...Jungkook was lying on his bed, recovering from all the fluids he had lost when he puked on Seokjin's favorite rug. He would have to deal with the aftermath of that later, but right now he had to make sense of what he had heard. His mind was racing and he did not know what to do at that moment. Should he beg Seokjin for forgiveness? Should he beg Jimin for forgiveness? Should he take out his own life? It would not be the first time. He thought as he looked at his bruised wrist....

...He got up from his bed and got out of the room, staring down the hallway and he could smell the faint vanilla scent mixed with smoke. Jimin was smoking. He was the only person Jungkoook knew that could smoke something as sweet and disgusting as that. He walked down the hall and found that the door to his brother's room was slightly open, the smell getting stronger. When he looked inside, Jimin was standing in his private balcony, playing with his cigarette between his fingers. ...

...Fucking disgusting. ...

...He entered the room and walked towards the balcony, startling Jimin who almost dropped the cigarette. ...

..."Want one? You used to steal my cigarettes all the time."...

..."Yeah, thanks," Jungkook said with his head dropping low. ...

...Jimin opened his pack of smokes and handed one over to Jungkook, lighting it as soon as the young man put it between his lips. He stared at his little brother for a while and then gave a light slap on his pale face. ...

..."Such an asshole," he said as he laughed and turned away from Jungkook, staring forward....

...Kook knew he deserved worse than that, but still he endured. Jimin could push him over the edge of the balcony of the second floor and he would be okay with that. He deserved every single punishment his brothers gave him. He stared at Jimin and became focused. He was extremely handsome and the parted blonde hair made him even more stunning. Damn, he was pretty. Jungkook liked both men and women, he could recognize beauty when he saw it. His eyes darted down and he could see Jimin's thick thighs in his tight jeans and his tiny waist hidden in his white t-shirt. He took a long drag and exhaled the smoke with a sigh. ...

..."See something you like, Kookie?"...

..."You look different."...

..."Different in a good way?"...

..."Different." he said in the end. ...

...Jimin laughed at his brother's remark and propped his chin on his arm that was propped up on the balcony railing. He sighed deeply and turned his head towards Jungkook again. He was sad. Not his usual sadness as in I've done something wrong, it was different. It was as if his eyes were saying:...

...You will hate me later......

...Jungkook was taken aback by his brother's expression and tried to make sense of it. Jimin could see his brother was confused and gave him a calm smile in return. He knew everything was wrong and soon it would all go to shit, but at least they had that moment. It was familiar and nostalgic, they were together again. Jimin was smoking his usual sweet cigarette and Jungkook was by his side. It took him four years to have him back, he did not want to let go anytime soon. ...

..."****!"...

..."What's wrong, Kookie darling?"...

..."Just wanted to blurt it out, I curse when I'm stressed."...

..."That's a bad habit, cursing doesn't suit that pretty face of yours. Promise me you will not use bad words if they are not needed, ok?" Jimin raised his tiny pinky and hung his hand in front of Kook's face. ...

...****, he had missed that. All those promises that once seemed meaningless, but now were so dear to him. Everything had to be a promise to Jimin, he needed that and Kook never once denied him it. He was not going to start now. He raised his hand and the fingers intertwined. ...

..."Kookie darling, at some point in your life you will have to choose. I just hope you remember this handsome brother of yours and make the right choice, ok?" Jimin said as he rubbed his knuckles on Jungkook's face. ...

...He nodded his head and agreed with a faint smile on his face. Jungkook felt as if he could be happy again, but at that exact moment he saw a faint shadow walk away from the bedroom door. When did Seokjin begin listening to other people's conversation behind the door? This was unlike him. His brother was always referred to as a gentleman, because that was what he was. No one would ever say he listened to other people through the door, this was something he could imagine Jimin doing. Something was off. ...

...Jungkook finished his cigarette and said good night to Jimin, walking out of the room in a hurry. He looked up and down the hallway and could not see anyone there, suspicious. Kook then proceeded to walk down the stairs while looking around, no one was in the living room. He walked even faster and soon reached the door for Seokjin's office, he knocked lightly. ...

..."Come in," a deep voice said. ...

...Seokjin had his checkered pajamas on and was sitting at his desk, staring at his computer. The sight was rather funny and Jungkook opened a small smile. Seokjin took off his glasses and stared back at the youngster with an arched eyebrow. Jungkook started to step closer and Jin shifted his focus to the boy's feet, as if to warn him not to come closer. He stopped as soon as he realized his brother wanted to maintain his distance and just sighed lightly. ...

..."Do you need anything or are you lost?"...

..."I wanted to talk to you."...

..."Talk."...

..."I am sorry for what I said earlier, I truly am. I was...am naive."...

..."You are many things Jungkook, but you are neither naive nor stupid. I did not raise you like that."...

..."How did you raise me?"Jungkook asked in a small voice. ...

...Seokjin would always berate his baby brother by telling him he was not raised that way, but he was always curious as to what Jin had in mind while he was raising Jungkook. It was the utmost truth that he had been brought up by his older brother, not anyone else. He owed Jin all that he knew. ...

..."I raised you to be smart and understand that we follow a moral compass. We do not mix ourselves with other people's dirty business and we respect hierarchy. But most importantly, we respect each other. That is what I thought about while I was raising you."...

..."Did I meet your expectations?"...

..."In many aspects yes, in others not so much. But you are still young," Jin said with a faint smile. ...

...This was a compliment, the highest Jin could give. His brother was not a man that gave out compliments lightly, people would spend a lifetime trying to please Kim Seokjin and could not receive a single word if he did not feel like the person deserved it. He was very hard to please and he did not bend to other people's will, so when he said those things, he meant all of them. ...

...Jungkook could feel the tears form in the corners of his eyes, but he smiled at his brother. He knew Jin was a hard person and at most times he did not understand his intentions, but at this exact moment he was happy. He did not disappoint Seokjinie. ...

..."Will you teach me?"...

..."No, but you will learn. Trust me," Jin said, staring back at his computer. ...

...He knew his brother was not actually working, Seokjin was most likely playing some stupid game on his computer and Jungkook smiled again. The oldest looked at him again and then looked at the door behind him, this meant that it was time for Jungkook to leave. He bowed to Seokjin and left the office, closing the door behind him. ...

...Back in his room, Jungkook was lying in bed again, staring at the ceiling. He had stolen another one of Jimin's disgusting cigarettes and was now smoking it as he lied down. There was more ash on his bed than on the actual ashtray, but he didn't care. Too much had happened in one day and he still felt dizzy. Apparently, his own brother had killed his father, the same one who had threatened to kill his brother's mother. Indeed Old Kim deserved even worse than that. ...

...For a while, Jungkook imagined how Seokjin did it. His father's death was declared as a heart attack, but did he use something to make that happen? Did he bribe someone to rule it as a heart attack, when he was actually murdered? Many questions popped up in his head. At this moment, his phone buzzed in the pocket of his sweatpants. He took out the small phone and could see that he had received a text from his brother. ...

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...Seokjinie: I need you to wake up early tomorrow, we will have an important guest visiting. Dress nicely. ...

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...JK: Ok, hyung...

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...Seokjinie: Go to bed, I don't want you looking like a zombie tomorrow. Now. ...

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...JK: ZZZzzzZZZ...

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...Jungkook tried to be funny and he wanted to imagine that Jin had laughed at his text, but he knew his brother most likely ignored the message or rolled his eyes. Still he laughed at the text he sent. Such a stupid kid. But still he obeyed. He cleaned his bed and put the ashtray back on his desk. Kook jumped back on the bed and covered himself with the fluffy quilt. He liked fluffy stuff. ...

...--...

...The alarm went off and Jungkook rolled in his bed a bit before he turned to grab the phone that was playing his favorite song at the moment. He sat up on his bed and looked at the phone checking the time. ****, it was early. But he had obeyed his big brother and woke up as early as possible, the birds chirping outside of his window. ...

...He dragged himself to his bathroom, removing his t-shirt and staring at his muscular back in the mirror. The enormous black lilly covering most of his back, it's stem going down on the side of his thigh down to the back of his knee. He laughed at the sight and took off the rest of his clothes, getting into the shower. The only place Jungkook would sing was in the shower, even though most people told him he had the voice of an angel. He was just not confident enough to try to sing in a place where other people could hear....

...He closed the tap and tightened the towel around his waist, leaving his torso exposed. Jungkook opened the door of his bathroom and as he was walking towards his bed, Jimin went inside his room unannounced. They exchanged looks and Jungkook realized he had his back to the door, so Jimin could clearly see his tattoo. ...

..."WHAT THE **** IS THAT ON YOUR BACK, JEON JUNGKOOK?" he screamed at the top of his lungs. ...

...Jungkook was in trouble, he had the tattoo made after Jimin left and he had kept it hidden from Seokjin. His brother did not approve of tattoos at all. Jin always said that tattoos were worthy of criminals and ignorant people, warning Jungkook that he was neither. At this moment, everything had gone to shit as Jimin had seen his ginormous tattoo. ...

...He ran to his brother and put his hand over his mouth, stopping him from making another sound. Jimin had his eyes wide and tried to murmur something that Kook could not understand, he was definitely in trouble. ...

..."I will let go of your mouth, but you cannot scream another word ok?" he said in a soft voice. ...

...Jimin nodded and confirmed he would not scream again. Jungkook sighed and took his hand off of his brother's mouth, but still kept it close. Jimin was shocked and could not produce a single sound. Just like Jungkook, Jimin knew about Seokjin's deep hatred of tattoos, but unlike his younger brother, he knew exactly why. If Jin were to find out, Jimin was certain he would no longer have a younger brother after that. ...

..."Are you fucking insane? Do you have a death wish? Don't you know Seokjin hates tattoos? Turn around!" He said as he grabbed Jungkook and made him turn, so that he could see the tattoo up close. ...

...Jimin raised his finger and traced the outline of the tattoo with his index. Jungkook shivered slightly at the touch, but in the end he grew used to his brother's touch. Jimin was as curious as a cat and now that he had seen the tattoo he would investigate every single inch of that drawing until he was satisfied. Jungkook still had not said a word, he just let Jimin touch him. ...

..."Don't you hate lilies?"...

..."I do."...

..."How far down does this go?"...

..."Until the back of my knee."...

..."Did it hurt?"...

..."A lot," Jungkook said as he shivered, remembering the pain. ...

...His brother still had his fingers trailing up and down his spine, but Kook had become annoyed with the movement. He turned to face Jimin and looked his brother in the eye, making sure he was not supposed to mention what he had seen. Sometimes, many words could be conveyed in just one look. Jimin nodded and turned to leave the room, but before he did he looked back on the youngest and looked him up and down while he bit his lower lip. A disgusting smile appeared on his face and Jungkook growled at the sight. Fucking disgusting. The door finally closed. ...

...Jimin was too much sometimes, but he was harmless. He liked to have fun at other people's expense and Jungkook had grown used to it. Kook remembered the day his brother gave him his first taste of soju, it was his 16th birthday and his brother had bought a special edition of a rare soju just for the occasion....

...They both drank more than they could handle and at that moment, Jimin confessed to his darkest secret. Jimin liked men. Jungkook never judged his brother for what he was, since he also liked to have fun with the same gender, but he knew that if Seokjin or his father were to find out, he would probably end up dead in some ditch outside of Busan. So this became their ultimate secret. ...

...Years later, they both found out Seokjin already knew about that during a heated conversation they had. Jimin and his older brother were fighting for some stupid reason as always and Jungkook was trying to make them stop, in vain. Kook did not remember what exactly Jin said to Jimin, but at that moment he threw his fist in the direction of Seokjin's face, missing by an inch. The punch landed on Jungkook's face and while Jimin was busy apologizing to his younger brother, Seokjin made the most awkward comment a person could make at that moment. ...

..."I do not like being hit by another man, unlike you," Jin said in a deep voice. ...

...Jimin and Jungkook looked at each other and the only thing they could do was laugh. What the **** was that? Seokjin had just told them that he knew Jimin had weird fetishes when it came to sex, but did he have to say it like that? Seokjin left the room while they both laughed hard at that stupid sentence. ...

...The memory brought a small grin to his face as he continued to stare at the door for a few more seconds. He walked to his closet and picked a few clothes that he considered acceptable for a meeting with a visitor and Seokjin. All of the outfits he had picked were given to him by Seokjin, no chance of a mistake. ...

...Jungkook picked a pair of black pants, a shirt and a black jacket. He looked the part. If anyone was in his room at this moment, they would be able to see the sweet smile he had on his lips. He was proud of himself and he knew Seokjin would not be disappointed, that was the most important thing. He heard a faint conversation coming from outside of his door and he deduced that the guest had arrived. Jungkook styled his hair a bit more and quickly went downstairs. ...

...As soon as he reached the last step of the stairs, he saw the visitor Seokjin had mentioned. God he is handsome. The guest had a honey skin that looked extremely appealing in the grey suit he was wearing. He was tall and slim, maybe a bit muscular too. The suit was not letting Jungkook get the whole picture, but he already liked what he saw. ...

..."Jungkook, please come," Seokjin called him with a sweet voice. ...

...His brother was a very good actor. He could change his tone and facial expressions to make him look more appealing to people he was trying to impress. This was certainly someone important, otherwise Seokjin would not bother to make the effort. His tone was calm and his face looked almost as if he was happy. He looked at his younger brother and Jungkook could catch the faint smile that appeared on his lips. Jin had approved of the outfit. ...

..."Jungkook, this is Kim Namjoon," Jin said as he pushed Jungkook forward to greet the guest. ...

...Even his name is hot. ...

...Jungkook shook his head to make those dirty thoughts leave and extended his hand to the other man. He had a strong grip and his face was intense. The young man almost faltered but was able to maintain the grip. His effort made the other man smile slightly and he too seemed to approve of him. ...

..."Jungkook-ssi, it is a pleasure to finally meet you. You brother has told me a lot about you. All good things, I swear."...

..."I'm sure he did, sir. The pleasure is all mine."...

..."No, no," Namjoon clicked his tongue. "No reason to call me sir. We are family, you can call me hyung ," he said with a smile that made his eyes disappear. It could be called cute, but for someone like Jungkook, it just seemed fake. ...

...As soon as Namjoon said the word family , Kook understood who he was and what he was doing there. This was probably some big shot from the Seoul family and Seokjin was initiating Jungkook. Everything was going fast and now he was becoming someone from the family. He was excited, but he did not know if he liked that feeling or not. ...

..."Well, well," Namjoon took a sip of the tea. "Let's talk business, shall we?" ...

..."Jungkook will accompany you back to Seoul to help with anything you might need."...

..."He looks strong, he will be of great help." Namjoon took another sip of his tea, focusing on Jungkook. ...

...Weirdly enough, Jungkook got excited at the thought of living in Seoul for a while. He was going to miss Busan and his brothers, but this would make Seokjin proud of him. Now that he was indeed a member of the family, he should help his brothers and make sure that he did not disappoint either of them. ...

...The older men continued to talk for a while, but Jungkook did not pay much attention to that conversation. He was thinking about what he would do once he was in Seoul. He had been to that city many times in the past with his brothers, but he was never alone. The thought suddenly dawned on him and anxiety washed up on him. Jungkook had never been alone anywhere. He had never been left unaccompanied, he was either with one of the bodyguards Jin had assigned him, his driver, their servants or his brothers. ...

...Alone?...

...That thought brought a smile to Jungkook's face, but he was suddenly caught by his older brother. The smile vanished and he turned to pay attention to the conversation the two men were having. He was the subject....

..."Jungkook-ssi is young and inexperienced, but he looks like he learns fast. He is definitely a good acquisition for the family. Aigoo, the Busan Kim family is so lucky sometimes."...

..."Indeed he is and indeed he does. Jungkook is a good kid."...

..."Good, good. I will show him the way, Seokjin-ssi."...

...Jin acknowledged the information by bowing slightly to the other man. Namjoon actually looked younger than Jin, but his brother was extremely respectful of this person. Could this actually be the head of the Seoul family? He is so young. But then again, Jin was young too and he was the head of the Busan family and extremely respected too. Or feared. ...

...The two men stood up and headed inside Jin's office, he signaled with his head that Jungkook was not to follow them. His part had ended and he did a good job, he made Seokjinie proud. Jung-hwan came out of his brother's office and stared at Jungkook for a while. He was an imposing man but he had sweet eyes. ...

..."Don't worry kid, I am taking you to Seoul. Once you're there, someone will stay by your side. You won't be alone."...

..."Oh, thank you Jung-hwan hyung ."...

..."It's okay, just behave," he said in his usual stiff tone. ...

...Jungkook bowed to his brother's assistant and went upstairs back to his room. As he walked down the hallway, he passed by Jimin's room, the faint smell of vanilla was in the air. So fucking sweet. His brother was probably awake, so he knocked on the door a couple of times. The door unlocked and Jimin was staring at Jungkook, shirtless. ...

..."Yes?"...

..."Do you want to have breakfast? I haven't eaten yet."...

..."Ok, Kookie. Wait for me downstairs," Jimin said with a faint smile. ...

...Jungkook nodded, but he was taken aback by what he had seen. Jimin's body was covered in scars, they all seemed old but some of those were still red. Did Seokjin do that to Jimin? Or was it his father? The door closed again and Jungkook made his way down to the dining table. The staff had set a full breakfast for them and Jungkook set up two plates for him. ...

...A few minutes later, Jimin joined him. His brother stared at him for a while and Jungkook began to feel uncomfortable. Jimin had the type of eyes that could be extremely soft in a moment and uncomfortably intense in the other. He did not know why he was being stared at like that, but Jungkook felt afraid....

..."Are you going to eat all that?"...

..."Uh...yes?"...

..."Do you eat like that everyday?"...

..."Yes."...

..."Disgusting," Jimin said with a sigh. ...

...Jungkook stared at his brother with food falling down on his plate, his mouth was agape. Jimin did not pay him any attention, but you could see that he was displeased with the youngest. Jimin and food was always a topic at the house, but no one dared to touch it in front of him. From an early age, Jimin had caught up to his older brother and knew how to make people afraid with those intense eyes of his. No one dared to stand in his way and he liked it like that. When he knew he was no match to other people's intensity, he would use his looks. That never failed him. Disgustingly pretty. ...

...They both ate in silence and at some point Seokjin and Namjoon came out of the office. They could not see them directly, but one could hear the conversation. Jin had his soft voice and the other man was laughing. Weird. Their voice became fainter and Jungkook knew they were heading for the door. He got up, pushing his chair back and almost knocking it down. He startled Jimin, who groaned at him. He did not pay any attention to his brother and walked fast to the door. ...

..."It was a pleasure to meet you, hyung ."...

..."Politeness, I like that, Jungkook-ssi."...

..."Always."...

..."It is always refreshing to come down to Busan. Thank you for your hospitality Seokjin-ssi. I am excited to have your baby brother in Seoul with me. Goodbye," Namjoon said as he walked towards his car. ...

...Seokjin had his serious face again and Jungkook knew his brother was organizing his thoughts. His eyes dropped from his brother and focused on the man accompanying Namjoon. He was intense. He did not look Korean, but he was handsome nonetheless. He had broad shoulders and a caramel color in his hair. Pretty. ...

..."Jungkook."...

..."Yes, hyung ?"...

..."You will be leaving for Seoul in a week. Make sure you pack all of the right items. It is a cold city."...

..."Yes, sir."...

..."Jung-hwan will accompany you there and once you are in Seoul, I have assigned someone to take care of you."...

..."Thank you, hyung."...

..."Tomorrow you will accompany Jimin on a business trip to Daegu. Do not disappoint me," Jin said as he walked back inside the house. ...

...Jungkook was definitely excited, everything was happening so fast and he did not know how to respond. He was already going on a business trip and later he would go live in Seoul to help the main family. He did feel happy, but was it what he wanted for himself? Was it what he had imagined for his life? It did not matter anymore. This was his life now. Grow up, Jungkook. ...

...He sat back at the table and Jimin was still eating his fruits while he looked at his phone with a small smile. He looked up to Jungkook and the smile faded. He did not forget all those scars on Jimin's body and the thought of them made him sad. Like Jungkook, his brother never asked to be born into this family. As he said once, a name on a piece of paper meant nothing. It really did not, but this was not true for the Kim family. A stupid name meant a lot. Meant that you were bound to obey. ...

..."What is wrong, Kookie?"...

..."Oh...nothing...nothing at all."...

..."Doesn't feel like it." Jimin arched his brows. ...

...Jungkook had to lie, he could not bluntly tell his brother that he was worried about those scars. Jimin was close to Jungkook, but there were still limits that could not be crossed. Jimin's person al life was out of bounds and Kook knew that. He would never cross that line, not because he was afraid of what Jimin would do, but because he was afraid of the answer. He did not want to hear that his older brother hurt Jimin, that Seokjin was a psychopath like that. He indeed was, but he still had limits. ...

...The chair at the head of the table was pulled back and a man sat down. Seokjin. It had been years since Jungkook had gotten the chance to eat breakfast with his brother, so he was startled to see Jin sitting at the same table as him. ...

...Seokjin clicked his tongue. "First of all," he grabbed a bowl of rice and set it in front of him. "Tomorrow, Jungkook will go to Daegu with you, Jimin. Second, tonight both of you will meet me at the restaurant at 8pm. Look presentable."...

...He did not need to say anything else, they both would comply with whatever he told them to do. That was how it had always worked. Both brothers nodded compliantly and went back to their meal, not a single sound was made the whole time they sat there....

...Seokjin was the first to get up and left the house with Jung-hwan hyung . He had business to attend to in the city. Jimin stuck around for a while longer and even talked with Jungkook. The subjects were quite simple but it was still a conversation. Jungkook liked that, he had missed Jimin a lot. More than he cared to admit. ...

..."Get up kid, we are going shopping. I'm buying."...

..."Shopping?"...

..."You cannot go to Seoul with those pathetic video game t-shirts that you have. Seokjin would never forgive you if you stained the family name by wearing something inappropriate, would he?"...

..."Let's go," Jungkook said as he pushed back the chair and ran upstairs. ...

...This whole scene made Jimin laugh out loud, the chair wobbling in place. Before Jungkook disappeared upstairs, he told him he would wait for the youngest in the living room. As soon as Jungkook reached the bottom of the stairs, he heard Jimin on the phone. He was laughing loudly and seemed extremely happy to be talking to that person. The look on his face was...No way. Was it? Jimin looked in love. ...

...Jungkook was so taken aback by this that he did not even see the small piece of furniture in front of him. He hit his foot on the corner of the small table and was now screaming in pain. He probably broke his toe. Yes, it was definitely broken or maybe he was being over dramatic. When Kook looked up, Jimin was standing in front of him. He got startled again and almost fell backwards, Jimin held him in place. ...

..."Let's go baby boy, you drive," he said with a grin. ...

...Jimin had invited him, but he was the one driving. Fucking annoying. They went down to the garage and Jungkook unlocked his AMG GT 63 S Mercedes Benz. Jimin stared at him for a second and looked down at the car, he was unimpressed and Jungkook felt a tiny bit of annoyance. His brother truly was a judgmental bitch and he had learned to ignore it, but he had not dealt with that attitude for almost 4 years, so now it had become extremely annoying again. ...

...They both got into the car and before Jungkook could even turn it on, Jimin had already connected his phone to the media system and now the car was blasting some american song. Wait, was this Shawn Mendes? Jungkook looked at his brother who was focused on his phone, ignoring the youngest and his sour face. Fucking annoying. ...

...After hearing the whole of Shawn Mendes's discography, they arrived at a big fancy store. Kook parked the car easily and they crossed the street to enter the store. As soon as they set foot inside a tiny woman came to greet them. ...

..."Mr. Jeon, Mr. Park." she bowed to them. ...

...They both bowed back and the woman led them to a private room with endless racks of suits and all sorts of clothes. Jungkook walked up to a rack that had sweaters and coats and started looking closely at each of those pieces. Jimin was busy talking to the tiny woman, so Jungkook did not pay them any attention. He liked the hoodies and sweaters that were hanging from the rack, he wanted to buy them. When he turned back to his brother, Jimin had a disapproving look on his face that conveyed everything he needed to know. No hoodies. ...

...A few minutes later, the shop assistant was back with endless piles of clothes and Jungkook was going to have to try them all on. He sighed and went behind the curtains into his private dressing room with a few clothes for him to try on. They were all very fancy and all looked like clothes from luxury brands, then again Jimin had picked them and he was very much into luxury brands. This was going to be a long afternoon. ...

..."How do they look, Kookie?"...

..."Oh nice, I liked a few."...

..."Pick whatever you like, hyung is paying," Jimin said while he smiled. ...

...Jungkook knew his brother was smiling and he couldn't control the urge to open the curtains and stare at that smile. As soon as he snuck his head outside, he could see Jimin smiling. However, his smile was not directed at Kook, he was staring down at his phone and smiling brightly. He had the same expression as before, love. Kook could not hold back and he had to find a way to understand what his brother was feeling. ...

..." Hyung ?"...

..."Yes?"...

..."Are you seeing someone?"...

..."I..." Jimin choked on his words. "Am."...

...He did not know what to say anymore. His brother was actually seeing someone. He knew that it was hard for Jimin to truly be himself, especially in this line of work. Hearing that he had someone made Jungkook's heart warm up and he could feel the smile forming on his face. Seeing Jimin happy was enough for him. Both his brothers meant the world to him so their happiness mattered a lot. Still, Kook was worried. Seokjin knew about Jimin, but what about the other members of the family? Would they accept him just because he was the boss' brother? This line of thought was too sad and intense for that moment, Jungkook shook his head and came back to reality. ...

..."Can I meet him?"...

..."You will eventually, sooner than you think. Now, let me see those clothes on you," Jimin said with a big smile while he crossed his legs and propped his chin on the arm that was propped up on his knee. ...

...Their shopping spree lasted for a few hours, but it was finally over. Jungkook was tired and holding all the bags of clothes that Jimin had bought him. His brother could not be bothered to do anything apart from striding down the street to buy them coffee. Jungkook threw the bags in the trunk and walked around the car to grab his coffee from Jimin's hand. ...

...The iced americano slid down his throat like it was air, so good. He sighed and leaned against his car, Jimin handed him a cigarette. They smoked and drank their coffee silently. When they were done, they both got into the car and started to drive back to the house. ...

...Shawn Mendes was on again and Jungkook growled at the sound that now invaded his ears. Jimin was pleased with himself. They still did not speak a word until they reached the garage and Jimin helped Jungkook to take out all the bags from the trunk. ...

..."Kookie darling, I hope you know that you cannot mention what you learned today to Seokjin."...

..."I know, hyung ."...

..."Good, such a good boy." Jimin patted his brother on the head like he was a dog. ...

...Fucking annoying. ...

...--...

...Jungkook was waiting for Jimin to come down the stairs so that they could meet Seokjin at the restaurant. He was a bit worried they might be late. Seokjin did not do late. He could feel the sweat starting to form on his forehead. Jimin was finally ready and strode down the room like he was a princess in a fairytale. Such a diva. As quickly as possible, they got into the car that was waiting for them at the entrance and headed for the restaurant. ...

...Seokjin was sitting in one of the private rooms, drinking a glass of red wine. His younger brothers entered the room and were now sitting next to him at the big black table. Their glasses were filled with the red liquid and they were all silently drinking. It had been a long time since the brothers had gotten together to eat and drink at a restaurant, but something told Jungkook that this would not be an ordinary night. ...

..."I called you both here for a reason. Neither of you has a say and you will obey me, no matter what. Understood?" Jin said in a dry tone as he set his glass back on the table. ...

...Both Jungkook and Jimin nodded, confirming they had understood. As soon as they did, Seokjin let out a sigh and looked back and forth between the both of them. Jimin and Jungkook seemed to understand that something was off and they became apprehensive. ...

..."I must travel to Japan to take care of some unfinished business our father left behind, so I will be gone for a few months." He took another sip of his wine. "Jungkook you will do as told and help Kim Namjoon in Seoul. Do not disappoint me. Jimin, you will have to manage the family. Do not betray me or I will kill you."...

..."Our Seokjinie is always so dramatic. You know I am a better shooter than you," Jimin said sarcastically. ...

...Jungkook was extremely confused by that conversation, he did not think Jin could actually kill his brother, but what did Jimin mean by being a better shooter than Seokjin? Did Jimin actually use guns? He stared back at his older brother and nodded at him. They did not speak much during dinner, but now the three of them were smoking together in the room. ...

...The vanilla stench overpowering every single other smell in the room and you could see that Seokjin was bothered by it. Jungkook did not want his brothers to fight over something so small like that, so he just tried to imagine a topic that was good enough to grab their attention. When he looked back at Jin, he could see the murderous intent in his eyes and his hand laid on his hip. Was he going to shoot Jimin?...

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